Murano Momo is a cunning doctor

Chapter 1041 Old 6

"You don't need to ask about this."

Huangfu Jingzhai narrowed his eyes slightly, a cold light flashing in them, "Zhou Zong found out that Jiang Xiaochuan exposed his alchemy skills in order to treat Zhuge Mingyue's injuries."

"That girl will definitely be a formidable rival of our Huangfu family in the future. How can I just watch her recover?"

"My father is wise."

Huangfu Yuan hesitated to speak: "But I'm afraid Zhou Zong's trip will be dangerous."

Huangfu Jingzhai sneered, "He's just a chess piece, used and discarded. However, I had other things planned for Zhou Zong to come here. If he's exposed, it would be a worthy death."

Finally, he looked at Huangfu Yuan and said in a deep voice: "During this period of time, you should focus on taking care of family affairs, and leave the rest to me."

"Yes."

Huangfu Yuan responded respectfully. Although he was extremely unwilling, he was not a stupid person.

If Jiang Xiaochuan really has this ability, recruit him to work for the family. When I inherit the position of head of the family, I will have plenty of ways to play him in the palm of my hand.

As for how to make Jiang Xiaochuan surrender now, that is not something he needs to consider.

In his impression, Huangfu Jingzhai had never done anything without confidence.

Not long after Huangfu Yuan left, a man who looked like a butler walked in.

"His approximate location, someone has told you."

Huangfu Jingzhai raised his eyes slightly.

The butler bowed quickly and replied, "Yes, sir."

"Go and prepare to invite him over. Remember, be courteous and don't be negligent in the slightest."

Huangfu Jingzhai said with a serious expression.

"Master, don't worry."

The butler responded respectfully and turned to leave.

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"Fat brother, you are not deliberately playing tricks on us, are you?"

Following behind Fatty Wang, Zhuge Mingkong frowned.

After leaving the residential building, they followed Fatty Wang into the winding alleys and wandered around for a long time, feeling like they were wandering in a maze.

"Right ahead!"

Fatty Wang spoke breathlessly while raising his hand to wipe the beads of sweat from his forehead.

This is the third time that Fatty Wang has said this with such confidence.

Zhuge Mingkong's eyes showed obvious restraint, and he snorted coldly and said, "I hope so."

"Here, isn't it here?"

After turning into an alley again, Fatty Wang suddenly stopped and pointed forward.

The two looked in the direction of his finger and a dilapidated house came into view.

The exterior of the house was in a terrible state, with large chunks of paint peeling off, revealing the rough bricks and stones inside.

The tiles on the roof were missing here and there, as if they had been casually removed. A few weeds had grown in the gaps, shivering in the breeze.

However, Jiang Xiaochuan saw at a glance that the location of the house was a hidden mystery, and it was actually an extremely rare place where yang gathered.

From the perspective of Feng Shui, the house faces south and is directly facing the direction where the moonlight falls.

Although moonlight is essentially yin, this house cleverly transforms the moonlight by making use of the surrounding terrain.

The house is surrounded by rolling low walls, which are staggered and encircle the house in the center.

The moonlight was scattered and was unexpectedly blocked by the low wall, and the originally cold Yin energy gathered into strands of Yang energy.

The location of the house's gate is the essence of the entire layout. It is like a precise air vent, controlling the inflow and outflow of yang energy just right.

When the Yang energy gathers to a certain level, it will form a stable and rich Yang energy field in the house, making the entire house like a Yang energy reservoir.

Seeing the reason clearly, Jiang Xiaochuan sighed inwardly: "The person who built this house has reached the pinnacle of Feng Shui."

Even if he had the inheritance, he couldn't guarantee that he could defeat this person in this way.

"It seems that your friend's situation is more difficult than I expected."

Jiang Xiaochuan turned to look at Fatty Wang, his eyes sharp as he said, "You are in such a place of concentrated yang, yet you are still surrounded by yin energy. That yin energy must be very strong."

Fatty Wang suddenly felt a numbness all over his body.

He never thought that Jiang Xiaochuan was so proficient in Feng Shui, and subconsciously said: "You, how many secrets do you have?"

After hearing this, Zhuge Mingkong's expression changed slightly, and then he showed a curious expression and looked at Jiang Xiaochuan.

"Perhaps your friend has even more secrets, doesn't he?"

Jiang Xiaochuan's eyes narrowed slightly and he said in a deep voice.

After hearing this, Fatty Wang felt uncomfortable all over and quickly changed the subject: "That guy is not my friend, he is my brother."

"Your brother?"

Jiang Xiaochuan was full of confusion and couldn't help but ask.

Fatty Wang scratched his head and pretended to be nonchalant, saying, "My name is Wang Laowu, and his name is Wang Laoliu. He's my younger brother, isn't he?"

After saying that, he took out a key from his pocket and walked towards the door.

"Lao Liu?"

Jiang Xiaochuan frowned slightly, a hint of suspicion flashed in his eyes, and his feet followed unconsciously.

As I stepped into the yard, an old and dilapidated atmosphere hit me. The yard was very large and it was actually a two-story courtyard.

Although the inner gate is large, it is shaky and looks like it will collapse at any time.

Among them, the dilapidated and old arches are particularly eye-catching. The archway above the arch is mottled and the words on it are blurred and difficult to distinguish. However, if you look closely, you can still faintly see the word "Wang".

The moonlight was high in the sky, and should have shed bright light, but here it seemed to be swallowed up by an invisible darkness, and could not shine into this strange place. It was pitch black all around.

As soon as he entered here, Zhuge Mingkong felt his back tighten, as if countless pairs of eyes were peeping at him in the darkness.

"Wait here for a moment, my brother doesn't like dealing with people. I'll go get him over."

Fatty Wang lowered his voice and said.

"Haha, your brother doesn't like dealing with people, but he likes dealing with ghosts?"

Zhuge Mingkong wanted to make a joke to try to liven up the suffocating and depressing atmosphere.

However, Jiang Xiaochuan and Fatty Wang remained silent, and the air around them seemed to be frozen.